Chapter 185: 191 The Mountain Is Not High

The reason why Buddhism slanders Xiao Tiezhu is very simple.

Back then, Zen master Miaoshan wanted to sacrifice blood to avoid catastrophe, but in the end he was defeated in fighting skills, died and died, which was equivalent to breaking the inheritance of Buddhism.

At the beginning, it was Buddhist monks who wrote books to slander, but the ordinary monks behind did not know the details, and added their own opinions when commenting on the scriptures, and they really believed that Xiao Tiezhu was the enemy of Buddha.

It has been two hundred years since Xiao Tiezhu died.

After ten generations of mortals, under the influence of Buddhist scriptures, countless believers believe that he is the demon king who destroys the world.

The Daoist sect still wants some face, and only defines Xiao Tiezhu as a heretic, not included in the list of sages. The root cause is that it hindered too many monks back then.

Don't dare to speak when you're alive, and pour dirty water at will when you're dead!

"How to justify Xiao Daoist's name?"

"Kill all the Buddhist gates?"

Zhou Yi immediately denied that Buddhist disciples are now mortals, wanton killing is no different from evil spirits.

Bloodthirsty, a taboo for practice!

"Why don't you reveal your magical powers and become a national teacher, so as to rewrite the classics of the sect and respect Xiao Daoyou as the patriarch?"

"This method seems to be good, but it is too cumbersome, and it may not be effective if it takes decades. The influence of Buddhism and Taoism for two hundred years is recognized by hundreds of millions of believers, and it cannot be reversed overnight!"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, and vaguely had an idea in his heart.

It took two hundred years to slander Buddhism and Taoism, and it can be completely cleaned up in two thousand years, and there is no need to do it yourself.

"Time, it's up to me!"

"In addition to practicing, I can order three or five predestined people a little bit, and with their help, I can rectify the name of Fellow Daoist Xiao."

Thinking of this in Zhou Yi, most of the anger in my heart dissipated.

After more than 300 years of seclusion at the bottom of the sea, there was no one to communicate with for a long time, and there was only a spiritual ginseng doll with a dull head beside him, and Zhou Yi had long been suffocated.

After coming out of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, I wandered along the streets, like the Monkey King who has just entered the world, and I find everything interesting.

Zhou Yi spends money to buy all kinds of food when he sees it. No matter how much he eats, he will turn into nothingness in his stomach. Only after four or five streets of shopping can he feel a little full.

"Warm thoughts..."

Zhou Yishu came to the old place by familiar ways, but Chunfenglou became a pawnshop. After inquiring, he found out that he had moved to Yirenfang.

"After two thousand and two hundred years, it can be regarded as a change, otherwise the poor will suspect that some old monster is behind the scenes!"

Yirenfang is located on the edge of the West Market. Zhou Yi only found out that it was a street in Goulan when he arrived at the boundary. He could smell the strong smell of makeup and powder from a distance, and he could hear the crisp cries of the girls.

"Master, come and play!"

Yingge, Yanwu, and red-sleeved tricks are always in spring.

Zhou Yi wandered back and forth on the street twice, and immediately abandoned the old place and chose the Goulan named Qunfangyuan.

The expensive ones are usually not bad.

"It's not that the poor don't miss the old love, it's that the requirements are a bit high!"

Celebrate the half moon and indulge in the world of mortals.

The coldness and loneliness that Zhou Yi had carried with him in seclusion for a long time, under the warm hospitality of the girls, turned into a fairy and became more popular.

Leave Goulan and return to the former residence of Qianjing all the way.

The courtyard is clean and tidy, without any dust from fallen leaves. Obviously, someone comes to clean it from time to time.

There are two thousand-year-old trees in the courtyard, verdant and verdant. It is in the hot summer, and the purple grapes emit a fragrance.

"Still alive?"

Zhou Yi was surprised. After careful inspection, he found that the two ancient trees had been demonized.

The lifespan of the tree demon queen has greatly increased, but she will not give birth to spiritual wisdom, and it will take a long time to accumulate spiritual energy before she can truly become a tree demon.

The jujube trees and grape vines lived long enough due to the care of Zhou Yi. Under the influence of the spiritual energy emitted by the collapse of the ancestral veins, they began to transform towards the monster race.

However, the time is too short, before the spiritual wisdom can be born, the spiritual energy will be exhausted.

"Pindao has been with you two since he came to this world, and it is still the same in the past thousand years. It can be said that the fate is deep!"

Zhou Yi pinched the magic formula with his hands, put the thousand-year-old jujube tree and grape vines into the storage bag, and went to the house to take a look. There was nothing left to miss, so he turned into a light and left.

Bai's ancestral grave.

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Zhou Yi fell in front of Laobai's grave, talking in a babbling manner while burning paper to pay homage.

"Old Bai, a long life is good. We have been hiding in XZ for thousands of years. If we are alive, we will be invincible!"

"That's not right. There are still a few old guys in the world who are using evil methods to try to survive the catastrophe. Poor Dao must dig them out one by one, let them bask in the sun, and lose their souls in their dreams!"

"I'm fine with everything else, it's mostly scattered, and I've communicated with a hundred or eighty oirans..."

"Let's go first, I'll be free later, and then I'll show off to you!"

Zhou Yi turned into a light and flew towards Baiyun Peak in the southwest of Qianjing.

There are only traces of bricks and tiles left in the Taoist temple on Baiyun Peak, but the underground palace three hundred meters underground is intact.

Then burn paper in front of the graves one by one, sprinkle a cup of spiritual wine, and pay homage.

Go back to the top of the hill.

Zhou Yi arranged a formation to restrict, shrinking the boundary of two hundred feet into the dust, and spit out the building wood seed in the center.

Wisps of spiritual energy radiated out, and the ginseng doll couldn't wait to jump out, breathing heavily to replenish the lost mana. Since the spirit stones and spiritual objects have long been exhausted, the imperial animal bag is empty, and it is not a good feeling to stay in it.

"A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude!"

"This Baiyun Peak sounds too ordinary, it should be changed to a famous name..."

Zhou Yi stroked his chin lightly, thinking that he could be a little more arrogant so as not to disappoint the title he had picked up as the number one in the world.

"Besides, changing the name can also conceal the real location, lest someone always disturb the poor practice."

Arrogance does not hinder the cautious nature!

Build Taoist temples, reclaim spiritual fields, and then do divination every day, ripen Jianmu, and comprehend Taoism...

One day in the mountains is ten years in the world.

The building tree is already more than two feet high. Even if it is not irrigated with the good fortune jade dew, the spiritual energy emitted by itself can supply Zhouyi's practice, and the practice speed is slightly accelerated.

today.

Zhou Yi meditated and practiced the Secret Record of the Stars and Stars, drawing a ray of light from the stars into his body, blending it into the aura and refining it into mana, and finally merged it into the golden elixir.

Plop!

A sound came from outside, followed by screams.

"Finally someone came?"

Zhou Yi frowned, got up and walked out of the Taoist temple, and saw a young man in brocade clothes flying in the air.

The spirit ginseng baby brandished a hoe to cast spells, and a scarlet vine bound the young man up and down, left and right, screaming in fright.

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Yi reprimanded: "The strong bully the weak, it seems that there is too little work for you."

The spirit ginseng baby quickly put the boy down, carried the hoe, dragged the blood vine demon to escape, and burrowed into the ground, not daring to show its head.

The young man had a handsome face, his brocade clothes were torn several times, blood was still oozing, he tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, and bowed in salute.

"Meet the fairy!"

"A poor man can't be called a fairy."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and said: "Who are you, how did you enter the poor practice place by mistake?"

"I'm Qin Zheng, the prince of the Qing Kingdom. On my way back from my envoy, I was intercepted by an assassin. When I escaped for my life, I somehow entered the residence of an immortal."

Qin Zheng bowed and bowed again: "Please forgive me for disturbing the immortal!"

"I see."

Zhou Yi admired Qin Zheng's composure, and said, "It's rare for outsiders to come in Kunlun Mountain, but it's easy to go out, just stay for one year."

"Kunlun Mountains!"

Qin Zheng was shocked and said: "Isn't this near Baiyun Peak in Qianjing?"

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly and explained.

"Kunlun Mountain is located at the intersection of the three worlds of heaven, earth and man. It is here and there. There may be an entrance at the Baiyun Peak you mentioned."

I am the only one in the world, no matter how the Book of Changes is compiled, there is no monk to expose it!

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